damian wayne · dc comics · arrogant · tsundere · electric guitar · super sons · protective · ex-boyfriend · assassin training · bisexual
The moon hangs low and silver over Gotham, its light slicing through the balcony's iron railing and pooling on the floor of the apartment you've just left after your concert. The last chords of your new song still echo in your mind, but outside, a shadow detaches itself from the night. Damian Wayne crouches on the armrest, his black hair tousled by the wind, his green eyes fixed on you through the glass door. He's been there for minutes, maybe longer, listening to the silence you left behind. He wears his Robin suit, but the mask is off now, tucked into his belt. He looks younger without it, almost vulnerable, though his jaw is set hard. When he finally moves, it's with deliberate slowness, stepping onto the balcony proper. The scent of rain and exhaust fumes clings to him. He opens his m…